February 2012
4 posts
I’m not totally sure more mascara wouldn’t help at the pearly gates....
– mom
a nonspecific cache of recollections.
[My Grandfather & Grandmother. We called them PawPaw & Bunny]
I remember PawPaw grabbing and pulling me onto Holly, his horse, to ride bareback & swiftly to the other side of the farm. We fell off into some leaves by the wooden shed. I remember being disturbed but unhurt.
[This is Holly, a few months before she died. She was over 30 years old. I spotted her in a field that belonged...
January 2012
3 posts
If we maintain the open-mindedness of children, we challenge fixed ideas and...
– Brennan Manning
December 2011
9 posts
Me, a Fish & Emmanuel
I’ve been wanting to write down my fish story properly this week, so here goes [pulls keyboard onto lap]…
I was about 5 years old. I still had a speech impediment and didn’t know it. I loved catching green anoles, spiny lizards, and toads. I wasn’t afraid of handling creepy things like earthworms, especially when it meant catching a fish on PawPaw’s farm.
Or...
Presumption
“If ye have faith and doubt not, if ye shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed and cast into the sea, it shall be done.” Good people….have been tempted to tempt the Lord their God upon the strength of this saying….Happily for such, the assurance to which they would give the name of faith generally fails them in time. Faith is that which, knowing the Lord’s will,...
We don’t need a list of rights and wrongs, tables of dos and don’ts: we need...
– — Philip Pullman
Interesting quote about reading/writing. “Thou shalt not” is very Old Testament/Moses, but when Jesus came, he told stories.
Once when Season and Cambryn were little, I went in the garage and told them I...
– My Mom
My Shirt With Thumb Holes Started It
The hole on my sleeve is the gnawingest thing on my brain right now. I bought this shirt when I was old enough to know better than to buy this shirt. It’s juvenile . But now I have it. Now I need to save money. Now I must continue to wear it. I suppose I could get out of it by making yet another shirt purchase, but I fear I would hate myself far more if I was to continue to wallow in my...
November 2011
4 posts
Every once in a while I catch myself thinking about my childhood, and before I know it I’m realizing yet another thing that my family did was rather strange. I know every family is unique, but I never knew just how unique mine was until I got out of my parents house.
First of all, I spent more time riding my bike, gluing pennies to Styrofoam heads, and digging holes to China than your...
a blog by gungor →
”Your art is worth making even if the industry around you isn’t quite ready for it yet. Make it and let them catch up with you. Your art is sacred. Be honest. Be brave. And don’t let the markets or the industry be the final filter on your art, let your heart do that.”
October 2011
2 posts
It is this genuine caring, and not your games with language, which will be the...
– http://the99percent.com/tips/7082/25-Insights-on-Becoming-a-Better-Writer «Read this little thing on writing :) (thx @AstonishingPost)
September 2011
3 posts
2 tags
Me & Orual
Have you read “Till We Have Faces” by C.S. Lewis? When I read it for the first time, I was deeply troubled that I saw so much of myself in Orual, and so little of myself in Psyche. In many ways, Orual and I are unbelievers. The idea of a loving God is wishful, and therefore foolish. Life has taught us to expect selfish people, though perhaps a few kind & wise friends. In our minds,...
COURAGE, n. [L., the heart.] Bravery; intrepidity; that quality of mind which enables men to encounter danger and difficulties with firmness, or without fear or depression of spirits; valor; boldness; resolution. It is a constituent part of fortitude; but fortitude implies patience to bear continued suffering.
Courage that grows from constitution, often forsakes a man when he has occasion for...
August 2011
9 posts
Son of a Biscuit…
I guess my vimeo is linked to my tumblr… oh well i might as well keep it up.
This is the first video I ever edited… a little “memories” video from the 2 years of film/tv school I spent together with 40 or so guys & gals, in planes, trains, and automobiles, drooling on each others shoulders, working on our first macs, making videos, sleeping on...
A blog post I needed to read →
So yes, I do read some blogs every once in a while. I’m just not a faithful reader. I know of this blog and read her words every once in a while, and today, her words know me.
I mostly avoid blogging
because everyone blogs. And to be frank, I mostly don’t read ‘em. Between the seeming (and sometimes legitimate) lackluster of reading in general and the tendency for people to write about things they feel at the moment (I even read Donald Miller admit to this yesterday, and I consider that pretty legitimate proof it is happening all over the place) without taking the time to empathize with the...
someone called me glue today
[Old entry i wrote but didn’t post.. I have so many of these! I don’t even know how long ago this was. Maybe a year. Anyhow, on with the blog…]
it was so sweet to hear.
i know sometimes im so into myself its destructive and then other times i am so against myself its ego-centric. i mean lets all say it together, “i have problems”. this is nothing new…
but...
A writer’s problem does not change. It is always how to write truly and...
– Hemingway
July 2011
10 posts
How deep the Fathers love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the man upon a cross
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my...
Yesterday this came out of my fingers…
“I want to be jealous of my little sister for being at the civil wars show tonight, but the more honest I am with myself, the more I know I am the dork who would rather be at the harry potter premier tomorrow night anyways. And I just bought a mask so I can dress up as an owl. And she probably just bought stilettos or or something. B-R-B,...
I am convinced that it would be impossible for me to wield my language in such a...
June 2011
12 posts